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A Groan
 




That pesky, nasty, high-pitched hum
buzzes insistently
to notify me of intent
the mozzie craves just me.

A groan,
a moan,
an ill-aimed slap.
The pest thinks it's applause!
She nose dives in for an encore,
I'm by this time on all fours.

It's not enough a mosquito
thinks my murder attempts applause;
now I must bear the cacophony
of Ches' strident snores!

Another groan,
a further moan...

This melody of the night
in my exhausted think box lingers,
'til daylight grips our spinning earth
with greedy determined fingers.






By cherryk

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